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I Don’t Know Where I Am, But I Don’t Like It

Posted on November 6, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker used her writing as an anodyne for pain, a refuge from fear, an outlet for obsessions, a fun-house mirror for whatever was displeasing her with its general looks. Twisting something into a Mobius curve can change its entire … Continue reading →

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On The Outside, Looking Further Out

Posted on November 4, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker never indulged in any writing contests or seminars. The last class she took in creative writing was in high school, at good old Immaculate Heart High School. Mind you, the teacher for that class was the inestimable poet … Continue reading →

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Still Smoking, But It’s Cool

Posted on November 2, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker loved the transformations of the seasons. That’s a little weird for a born Angelina, as our seasons here in the Basin are often eccentric and usually delicate. But we native children of the place know how to discern … Continue reading →

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Calan Gaeaf Hapus, Tachwedd Bendigedig

Posted on October 31, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker loved Halloween. So do I. So does my entire family, which is why Mike and Kimberly are taking turns manning the front door at my house as the hordes of small, sugar-intoxicated demons come calling for their annual … Continue reading →

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Nuggets That Inspired Kage

Posted on October 8, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker had few of the problems with inspiration that commonly afflict authors. She felt she was very lucky in that regard; she could find inspiration in almost anything. It took some discipline – Kage trained herself to pay attention to … Continue reading →

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The Official Season of the Weird

Posted on October 1, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker enjoyed not just the standard seasons of the calendar year. She also got a lot of pleasure out of celebrating seasons of her own devising. Part of it was her firm belief that there were simply not enough … Continue reading →

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Now Is Gone September

Posted on September 30, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker liked to sing that refrain, as we whirled over the line between September and October. It was a play on an old Faire favourite: Now is come September, the Hunter’s Moon begun; And through the wheaten stubble is … Continue reading →

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Cheese, Chocolate, Marshmallow and Skeletal Pumpkins

Posted on September 29, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker tolerated September, with its endless echoes of the horror of Going Back To School, in order to get to the month-long festival of October. Even though we were actually back in the classroom for October, it was the … Continue reading →

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NaNoWriMo. And Mo, and Mo, and Mo …

Posted on September 17, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker constantly toyed with the idea of taking writing courses. Or teaching them. Or just hanging around some event where training or teaching was happening, and basking in the warm, collegiate atmosphere; especially if there was one in the … Continue reading →

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Seasons May Be Happening

Posted on September 15, 2019 by Kate

Kage Baker was a fervent Californian. She was born here. I suspect she’d have been fervent about wherever she had happened to be born – she was strongly attached to her native earth, and felt she owed it to her … Continue reading →

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